Chương 239: Untitled

In a five-star presidential suite, Louis was torturing a teenager who was about thirteen to fourteen years old. The naked teenager who was suspended high above the black bed had a very beautiful face and unimaginably delicate features. His skin was pale white and his deep and bright black eyes were like two black grapes. These eyes were filled with pain and desperation as though he was an animal stuck in a deep ravine, moaning in pain.

He was suspended by his hands and his clean body was lined with scourge marks that were red or even bleeding—a shocking sight to behold—and he was struggling His chest and lower body were adorned with metal cups and a bell that cryptically rang as Louis' soft whip landed on him.

How kinky… yet cruel!

Louis was well-dressed in relaxing attire and stood tall and handsome. His emerald gaze was peaceful yet approving—of his masterpiece on the teenager.

He broke into a gentle smile!